Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1230: Bus

183 Hell Bus

"You are here too, why are you here?" Thomas whispered. We all know what kind of environment we are in. This is not reality, but the same dream.

"We met Little Sent." I said, and then I told him what happened earlier-Engels found out that he was missing, received a call from Little Sent, and went to the mountain top apartment, outside the door Encountered Marseilles, and when I went to the cemetery, I found that Little Sent was also there. Later, we somehow were drawn into this dream world.

"No, this is not a dream." Thomas suddenly interrupted my narration, pacing back and forth irritably, "You haven't figured out the situation at all. We are not entirely dreaming. What happened here is real. "

"What exactly do you know?" I asked.

"...what do I know?" Thomas' eyes were confused and confused. "I don't know, anyway, we are not exactly dreaming. Oh, my goodness, what should I say?"

"Is there any evidence?" Fu Jiang said, "You said this is not a dream."

"No, there is no evidence, at least while alive." Thomas stopped, staring at Fu Jiang and said, "But, are you really not feeling it? Don't you even know if you are asleep?"

As he said, this time we entered this world in a very sober situation. Dreaming while asleep and dreaming while awake cannot be confused at all, that is to say, this time the power that allows us to enter this world is stronger, secretive and unpredictable. Indeed, this world is fundamentally different from the past.

"How did you come here? It's also when you are awake?" I asked.

Thomas nodded dejectedly. He always locked the doors and windows tightly when he was in the trailer, and there seemed to be a power peeping at him, as if he would be caught by evil claws in the depths as long as he was not careful. I used to think this was an illusion caused by the psychological pressure he had accumulated over the years, but judging from his current situation, it seems that his feelings have always been correct.

I asked about what happened before his disappearance, trying to figure out the situation at that time, because the police have been unable to find the traces of the kidnappers, and they seem to have disappeared out of thin air. However, Thomas himself did not figure out the situation.

"Last night, it was the same as usual. I fell asleep and slept very deep, but didn't dream. This is very rare. I have to say that I have had some messy nightmares for the past ten years. When I woke up, I found myself in the woods." Thomas said to me.

However, he was quite sure that he did not enter the present nightmare while he was asleep. Although he was frightened that he was suddenly in a different place, for a while, he didn't know if he was dreaming or was kidnapped by someone. After talking to us about the past topic that day, he has been worried and felt that he would be killed by someone hiding in the dark. But there are two places that let him confirm that he was still in reality at the time.

One was the mountain top apartment. Although it was the first time I saw the apartment, he recognized it immediately. The terrain and location have been imprinted in his mind, very familiar, but the building is no longer there. It's the mental hospital in my memory. The other is the cemetery. It's the same as the hilltop apartment. The location and topography are the same as ten years ago, but the appearance has completely changed. It is so neat and solemn.

"I saw someone in the cemetery, a young man, so I planned to walk over and talk to him." Thomas was lost in memory. He described to us the young man he saw from a distance. Fu Jiang and I looked at each other because That young man is probably Marseille. Next, his explanation convinced us that Thomas and us were almost at hand. He said: "The woods suddenly became very quiet, as if infected by the grief in the young man's heart. After not taking a few steps, there was a loud sound nearby, like gunshots. I was taken aback and immediately Hidden away, when I looked at the cemetery again, I found that the young man was gone."

What happened to him after that was no different from ours. The dense fog rose up, and after a while, he couldn't see clearly from a distance. He found that the environment around him had become strange, and gradually realized that he seemed to be back on the mountain ten years ago.

Poor Thomas, he seems to be affected by our murder of Sent.

Thomas was frightened, and his mind was blank. I don't know how long it took. The habitual reflex lurking in his body many years ago made him run down the mountain. At that time, the figure we saw running away embarrassed in the thick fog was him. Thomas walked around the mountain for a while, and came to this highway according to his past impressions, only to find that the road leading down the mountain was cut off.

He immediately realized that what happened this time was different from the nightmare he had in the mental hospital ten years ago. First of all, he can confirm that he is not asleep. Secondly, the dreams back then were all based on mental hospitals, and the escape route was complete, so when the dreams ended, he could run far away, and on several occasions he almost escaped the town. Of course, when he woke up, he found himself in a mental hospital.

However, this time he can't be sure. Will you still be in the woods when you wake up? He even felt that he would never "wake up" again, because he was not asleep at all.

What's happening now is different from what it was back then, so past experience doesn't help much at all. All this made him feel frustrated, nervous and panic. It seemed that he had only to return to the mental hospital, but he was so resistant and hesitant to turn around. It's just that, after all, he has encountered similar things before, so he won't be confused and mentally broken.

"In any case, I can say with certainty that no matter what weird things happen, I will not be surprised." Thomas said mockingly.

From his explanation, we can know that he is obviously different from us in that he also acts on the impression of the route and direction, but he smoothly walked out of the woods in the thick fog and came to this road. But we are looking for the ashes of Irene's photo to get out of the fog. Obviously, the picture that I don't know why it appeared on the body must have some special meaning.

My heart is full of confusion and ominous premonitions. I felt that although I didn't do anything wrong, it seemed that there was a giant hand in the dark, woven accidentally into a silk thread, connecting the roles that perform their duties, so the huge wheel of the ending rolled in the inevitable direction.

"What are you going to do now?" I asked Thomas.

He took a deep breath and said, "Going to the top of the mountain, I can only do that now, right?" He looked at me pleadingly, and faintly expressed his wish to walk with us.

A sound of thunder exploded, and purple-red lightning pierced the gloomy world with its teeth and claws. The fog on the road was gradually diluted by the pouring rain, but the place except this road was still densely covered with thick gray-black fog. , Just as there is a will telling us-go up, don't try to escape from other places.

Thomas, who was drenched all over, shivered deeply, rubbed his palms vigorously, and hugged his arm. Because I couldn't get our answer, I never walked away. This even more clearly shows the fear and hesitation in his heart. Maybe he hopes that we will never give him a reply. In this way, he has a reason not to go up.

"There used to be a stop sign here?" Fu Jiang asked suddenly, and she kept watching the stop sign.

"Yes, there used to be a bus from the town directly to the top of the mountain." Thomas came back to his senses and asked, "Is there no more?"

"I didn't see it." Fu Jiang said, "Maybe I didn't pay attention. But I have an idea. If we are not standing here now by accident, then this stop sign must also have some meaning."

"The meaning? What's the meaning?" Thomas muttered to himself, "Let us wait for the bus here?"

As soon as his voice fell, we immediately heard the sound of rain and thunder. There was a whining sound that quickly moved from far to near. Thomas' words still remained in his ears, and the sudden sound became more and more like the sound of a car's engine. We couldn't help looking at each other, looking towards the direction of the highway fault. Although no shadow was seen, the voice became clearer and clearer. It was not so much from the other side of the fault as it was from below the fault.

It is like a large vehicle rushing up from below the fault at a high speed of 100 kilometers per hour. This feeling is really ridiculous

The vibration under my feet became stronger and stronger, and the absurd feeling became firmer and firmer. When the vibration reached a vertex, in the blink of an eye, an odd-shaped silhouette jumped up from the fault. In the mist and rain, it looked vaguely like a bus, but it was deformed very badly. The head was huge, like a small house. , The tail is extremely small. It was like an elongated drop of water bounced from a hole the size of a thumb.

The body of the car was completely vacated, and the four wheels made a whining sound in the air, full of an indomitable momentum. Speed ​​stunts are not uncommon in daily life, but the impression of this car is exaggerated without a sense of reality. The black and white outline is like jumping out of a comic.

The car tore through the fog and rain curtain, and fell heavily on the ground. Someone screamed in the car. It was indeed a bus. The style looked a little old. It made a huge braking sound on the slippery road. When it stopped at the stop sign, one side of the entire car body was lifted in the air due to inertia and almost turned over. .

Fu Jiang and I felt that something was not good when the bus jumped out of the fault, and ran back some distance quickly. As a result, the car did not tip over, but it lifted the water stains on the road, and thomas, who was standing under the road sign, was poured into a soup. Thomas's face became paler, his hands and feet stiffened by this strange and rampant bus.

The horn of the bus rang a few times, too sharp amidst the muffled thunder, which made the back numb. The car door opened with a sound of air pressure, and there were passengers inside, all of them slumped in the parking space, as if they hadn't recovered from the thrilling bus ride. Their faces were all full of fear, like Thomas, without a trace of blood, a mother and a son clutched each other's hands tightly.

We looked at them outside the car, and they also stared at us in the car. When the eyes met, I just felt that the car was not carrying people, but a group of panicked souls, but there was none of them. People walk down. The blankness in their eyes can easily tell that these people have no idea about their future, but because they have no other choice, they have to get on the bus.

Where did they come from?

"It's like a train to hell." Fu Jiang chuckled.

"Damn, damn..." Thomas didn't dare to gasp in this weird atmosphere, just cursing in a low voice.

Fu Jiang and I looked towards the cab again to see who the driver was, but the scenery inside was tightly covered by the one-way glass, as if it were shady. The door was wide open and there was no movement for a while, as if waiting for us to get in.

Thomas's face was uncertain, and he cast his inquiry gaze at me, as if I was his last straw. I glanced at Fu Jiang, she didn't speak, just shrugged.

The horn of the bus rang urgingly, the glass window of the cab door was rolled down, and a hoarse voice came from there:

"Aren't you getting on the bus? The next trip will arrive twelve hours later."

We followed the prestige. We were blocked by the one-way glass before, but now we finally see what kind of guy is driving. It is not human at all, no human will grow like that-green as if skin covered with scales, short, with two small horns on its head, huge mouth cracked to the base of the ears, and sharp teeth all over it-and in the impression The devil is no different, just a little pocket-sized.

This weird guy is meticulously wearing the uniform of the bus company, wearing a driver's hat and white gloves, and greets us like a normal person. But no matter how friendly it behaves, it makes people feel incredibly hideous.

Seeing this guy and this bus, as Thomas said before, we won't be surprised if we encounter any weird things afterwards. In this weird world that is completely unrealistic, but not completely dreaming, it is only natural that anything will appear. Since the Tianmen Project involves the doctrine of psychology, spirit, and soul, the formation of this world must also be related to the human psychology, spirit, and soul. A person's spiritual world is complex enough, let alone a world composed of many people's spiritual entanglements and distortions.

The only thing worth noting is that there are more humans entering and appearing in this world, but these passengers seem to be ordinary people.

"Mr. Driver, where does this car go?" I asked.

Although it's a bit awkward to be polite to a devil-like dwarf, since the other person is talking politely, I can't lose my manners first.

"Of course it is above. Didn't you see the words on it?" The devil pointed to the stop sign and said, "Mountaintop Mental Hospital, do you want to go up? It's more comfortable to take a car."

"When will there be a car going down the mountain?" I said.

"Down the mountain? No." The devil said, "I am only responsible for carrying you up."

"Where did you come from?"

"Of course it is from town." The devil knocked impatiently on the door of the car. "You kid has so many problems. If you can't get in the car and decide quickly, I don't have time to wait for you."

"Okay, okay, although I am not a mental patient, we do have to go to the top of the mountain." I said as I walked towards the car door. But Thomas, who had originally planned to go to the top of the mountain, was the first to retreat. In the end, he couldn't match Fu Jiang's hold and was dragged into the car. As soon as Thomas stepped in, the car door closed with a slamming sound. He had to find an empty seat with Fu Jiang.

"Everyone says so, but I'm telling you, kid. Of course the only people who take this car to the mental hospital are mental patients." The devil said unceremoniously.

Well, according to what you said, knowing that this car is not right, there must be something weird on the top of the mountain, but we who are leaning towards Hushan do have a problem with our heads. But then again, Thomas must have a mental illness. Fujiang was originally a personality of a schizophrenic patient. Among the three, I was a relatively normal guy.

"How much is the ticket?" I asked, looking at the passengers in the car except the three of us. There are six people, four men and two women. One woman is a mother and the other is younger, but she wears deep eyeshadow, dyes her red hair, and wears a punk outfit. According to the devil driver, these people are all from the town. What happened to them? So that they will appear in this place?

According to our speculation on the sacrifices, if they are all sacrifices, then the number is too much.

"It's free, my boss is very generous." The devil laughed happily, "Then, please sit firmly."

I can hear the bad intentions in its conversation. The laughter is like a kid preparing to play a prank. As soon as I grabbed the ring, the car body immediately arched up, as if it was accumulating power for a gallop. The next moment, a huge centrifugal force hits the body, and the bus began to speed up again.

The scenery outside the window became blurred and seemed to be drawn into a straight line. This distorted scene reminded me of my quick-sweeping ability.

We swayed with the swing of the car body~IndoMTL.com~ Generally speaking, it was fairly stable.

It seems that a long time has passed, it seems that it is just a breathing time, the car body makes a harsh rubbing sound, and the huge inertia makes my body lean forward involuntarily, holding the ring tightly and almost not falling down.

But when the car stopped, there was a sound of nausea all around.

"The Peak Mental Hospital at the final station has arrived. I wish you a pleasant journey." From the driver's cab, the devil's malicious banter sounded, "Welcome to take this **** bus. Please rate the driver of the car. Excellent, good , Medium, Poor? Does this still need to be said? Of course it is excellent, hahahaha."

As soon as the voice fell, with a "bang", the scenery in the carriage immediately changed. Except for me and Fu Jiang, everyone else fell to the ground and splashed. In the thick fog, the rain line was hazy, and the bus that took us here was no longer visible in the lightning and thunder, it just disappeared suddenly.

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